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As we break apart, I can see the love and happiness shining in Ava’s eyes. She looks at each of us in turn, her gaze lingering on mine. “I love you,” she says softly, her voice filled with emotion. “All of you. I can’t imagine my life without you.”
“And we can’t imagine ours without you,” I say, pulling her close once more. “You’re the missing piece, Ava. The one we’ve been waiting for all our lives.”
We stand there for a moment longer, basking in the glow of our love and the promise of our future together. The sun is shining brightly through the windows now, bathing the kitchen in a warm, golden light. It feels like a sign, a blessing from the universe.
As we finally break apart, I can’t help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation of what’s to come. Moving in together is just the beginning.
“Alright, enough of this mushy stuff,” Ethan says, breaking the silence. “We’ve got work to do, and a move to plan.”
“He’s right,” Liam agrees, nodding his head. “We should probably get going before we’re late for our meetings.”
“I’ll start packing tonight,” Ava says, a big smile on her face. “I can’t wait to officially move in.”
“Neither can we,” I say, giving her one last kiss.
Ava
It’s moving day, and the excitement is palpable. The guys had all my belongings packed and delivered to their house - no, our house! The thought of living in a mansion with the three men I love most in the world is surreal. I can hardly believe this is my life now.
I’m at my old apartment, doing one last check to make sure the movers didn’t forget anything. As I walk from room to room, my eyes widen and my mouth gapes in astonishment. The place is spotless, not a single item left behind. Not only are all my things safely boxed up and at my new home, but my old apartment has been thoroughly and beautifully cleaned and fixed up. The walls are pristine, not a nail hole in sight, and everything has been freshly painted, ready for the next tenant. The scent of cleaning products and fresh paint lingers in the air, a testament to the care and effort put into making this place perfect. Wow!
I step out of the apartment with a huge grin on my face, my heart bursting with happiness and gratitude. And then, I almost bump into… Jim. My ex. The smile fades from my face as I take in his familiar features, the memories of our past together rushing back.
“Oh… hi,” I stammer, caught off guard by his sudden appearance.
“Hi,” he replies with a small smile, his eyes roaming over my face. “I stopped by because I received a check from the landlord for my share of our deposit.”
“Oh…” I trail off, not sure what to say. The air between us is thick with tension, the weight of our history hanging heavy.
“Looks like I almost missed you.” He looks around the apartment, apparently as surprised as I am by its immaculate state. “Wow, it looks great in here.” He clears his throat, his eyes narrowing slightly. “And where… where are you moving?”
“Moving? Um… I’m, I’m moving in with my bosses,” I manage, still trying to wrap my head around the fact that he’s standing in front of me. And feeling a bit weird because Alex, Ethan, and Liam are so much more than just my bosses.
“Your bosses?” Jim’s voice is incredulous, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise.
“Yep.” I nod, trying to keep my tone casual, even as my heart races in my chest.
“The three rich, older guys?!” His voice is rising now, his face turning red with anger and disbelief.
I almost roll my eyes at the “older” comment. Sure, they’re a bit older than me, but they’re hardly ancient. But I refrain from saying anything. The faster I can end this conversation, the faster I can get home to the men who actually matter to me.
“That’s them. How is it your business, anyway?” I cross my arms over my chest, feeling defensive and irritated by his intrusive questions.
“Are they, like, paying you for sex or something?” Jim’s words are like a slap in the face, and I gasp in shock and outrage.
“How dare you? I’m not a prostitute. Besides, you have no idea what you’re talking about.” My voice is shaking with anger, my fists clenched at my sides.
“No idea?” Jim is full-on yelling now, his face twisted with rage. “No idea?! It’s what you said you wanted. To be fucking shared.”
His words hit me like a punch to the gut, and I feel sick to my stomach. How could he twist my desires, my deepest fantasies, into something so completely different?
“I’m not a whore, you asshole. What’s wrong with you? Why are you such a fucking jerk?” I shake my head, disgusted by his cruelty and lack of understanding.
And just when I’m about to rip him a new one, I hear the sound of heavy footsteps coming from the entrance. My heart leaps in my chest as I see my men file into the small apartment, their faces etched with concern and fury.
They must have heard us arguing, because they look absolutely livid. Liam’s jaw is clenched tight, his eyes blazing with anger. Ethan’s hands are curled into fists at his sides, his shoulders tense and rigid. And Alex… Alex looks like he’s ready to tear Jim apart with his bare hands.
“The fuck did you say to her?” Liam growls, stalking towards Jim with a menacing glare.
